This time the Zheng army withdrew, and the Ming army did not shoot many shells.

But the deterrence is even better than the previous two.

Why?

Because the range of the opponent's artillery is increasing, because the own side has lost a general.

Seeing that it was getting late, Pan Wu directly ordered to retreat a few more miles and returned to the outside of Thang Long City.

Their defeat has made the hearts of those who have been fighting outside the city all their hearts.

The general on the upper floor of the city gate opened the city gate under the order of the above, and the scene was as silent as death, until Zheng Jiu, who was covered with cloth, was seen under the light of torches, and a low exclamation sounded at the scene.

Someone died.

Ordinary soldiers don't have this treatment, so they must be high-ranking generals.

Who is it?

Before he reached the Generalissimo's Mansion, Zheng Jie greeted him.

At first glance, I saw Zheng Jiu covered with a cloth, and then looked around again, and a bad premonition rose in my heart.

"Where's Zheng Jiu?"

No one answered his words, and everyone was silent, including Pan Wu.

Zheng Jiu's status is relatively special, although he is not Zheng Jie's own brother, and he does not have any particularly outstanding abilities, but it does not prevent Zheng Jie's attention to him.

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Ji walked up and lifted the cloth on Zheng Jiu's body, revealing Zheng Jiu's body.

Zheng Jiu's face was full of anger, pain, and unwillingness, and he looked a little hideous under the light of the firelight.

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Zheng Ji just stood there looking at Zheng Jiu's corpse, and only after a while did he stretch out his slightly trembling hand, gently helped Zheng Jiu lower his eyelids, and then walked back to the Generalissimo's Mansion without saying a word.

A group of generals glanced at each other, and under the leadership of Pan Wu, they followed Zheng Jie into the Generalissimo's Mansion.

In the main hall of the Marshal's Mansion, the lights were bright, and Zheng Ji sat on the chair in the middle, his face gloomy.

"Generalissimo, Zheng Jiu was killed by the Ming artillery."

"Let's talk about this battle."

Zheng Ji didn't delve into Zheng Jiu's matter, the battlefield of the two sides was only ten miles away from Shenglong, and the fact that the two sides lost the first battle naturally couldn't be hidden from him.

"We miscalculated the range of the Ming artillery, and originally thought that it could only shoot one mile away, but who knew that they would be blown up just two miles away from the other side. At that time, he was caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties, so he had to order a temporary halt to advance and adjust the formation.

After that, I ordered the soldiers to charge the Ming army in a fan shape, and the soldiers were not afraid of death, even in the face of the sharp artillery of the Ming army. Although there were still heavy casualties under the artillery of the Ming army, they still rushed to a place only one mile away from the Ming army little by little.

However, something happened to everyone's surprise! When our army rushed to a mile away from the Ming army, they actually opened fire! Their muskets can shoot enemies from a distance of up to a mile!

！ I've never seen a musket like this! I've never even heard of it!

But even though I was surprised, I still ordered our soldiers to charge. Because I think there must be a gap when the musket is fired, how many shots can be fired at a distance of one mile? As long as they can rush to the front, they will definitely wipe out these Ming troops with a strong numerical advantage.

But I was wrong. ….

The muskets of the Ming army not only fired far, but also quickly. Their musketeers were divided into three rows, lying in one row, squatting in one row, and standing in one row, and the three rows did not interfere with each other, and when they fired, the battlefield was simply covered by the airtight, and our troops rushed for half a day but advanced less than 200 steps. The resulting casualties simply cannot afford it. In desperation, he had to temporarily withdraw his troops and make other plans.

But it wasn't until we retreated five miles that we realized that their artillery could shoot that far! Zheng Jiu, that's how he was blown up! I am not fighting well, please forgive me the generalissimo!"

As he spoke, Pan Wu's mood became a little desperate.

The surrounding soldiers were also concerned, and it was obviously the firearms of the Ming army that made them feel deeply.

"How many people died?" After listening to Pan Wu's report, Zheng Jie's tone was cold

Kiyochi asked. There was still no expression on his face, and the situation was more or less the same as he knew, but more detailed.

"The preliminary estimate is that there are about 13,000 wounded soldiers, and there are more than 3,000 wounded soldiers, who are unable to fight again."

"Didn't you touch the other party's main force?"

"It's... Yes."

Pan Wu's face was embarrassed, let alone him, whoever went out to fight with tens of thousands of troops, and died more than 10,000 people, and his face would not look good without even touching the skin of the other party.

"Pan Wu, you don't have to be sad. You are not guilty of losing this battle, it is nothing more than the sharpness of the firearms of the Ming army. We don't know much about it, so much so that we have suffered such a big loss. As long as you find a way to deal with it, you can still have hundreds of Ming troops. After all, they are also human beings, not monsters that cannot be killed! You must not be discouraged and lose your enterprising spirit!"

"Yes!"

Pan Wu and others listened to Zheng Jie's words and were greatly used, even if they all knew that it was a fact that the Ming army was strong, but it was a fact that they lost the battle. Coupled with the death of so many people, Zheng Jie not only did not cure their crimes, but turned his head to comfort them, even if it was just to buy people's hearts, it really made them feel extremely warm, and they couldn't wait to die for Zheng Jie immediately.

In fact, Zheng Jie is not as calm as it seems on the surface. Whether it was Zheng Jiu's death or the loss of so many soldiers, he was on the verge of losing control. 10,000 soldiers, not more than 10,000 mice, how can he not feel distressed, how can he not be angry!?

But reason told him that Pan Wu really couldn't be blamed for the defeat.

Even if he went in person, he would still be stunned by a series of firearms from the Ming army.

Who to punish at this time?

Take Pan Wu?

Then you really have to go into battle by yourself, the artillery of the Ming army is so powerful, do you really want to give yourself a shot, are you still alive?

"Tell me all about it, if you have any plans? No matter how powerful a weapon is, there must always be a way to restrain it."

Zheng Jie's face softened slightly, and he said to everyone.

"That's what I think, Generalissimo. Since we can't get close to them, let's just bombard! Didn't we buy artillery from the Dutch? Pull them out of the city and bomb them!"

As Zheng Jie's younger brother, Zheng Kai was the first to speak.

"The artillery is all on the city wall, if it is all pulled outside, what will happen to the city defense?" Zheng Jie glared at his younger brother, a little annoyed that he couldn't hold his breath, the room was full of people sitting there, I have to be the first to make your idea.

"Generalissimo, judging from the current firepower of the Ming army, if it really hits outside the city, can it be defended by relying on these artillery?"

Well?

Zheng Jie was stunned.

Although what Zheng Kai said was not very good, it seemed to be true.

More than 100,000 of their own soldiers were beaten by 30,000 of them to defend the city, not to mention that they were not ashamed, with their advanced firearms, they really might not be able to defend it.

"We can use artillery to bombard a few rounds, and then send elephant soldiers to charge into battle, and the soldiers behind us will rush together, but it is not that there is no chance to rush to them!"

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